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Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Happy Valentines Day! ♥


I rushed down the stairs quickly, fiddling with the gate's lock.
Logan came to rest on the opposite side of the gate, staring at me. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"I'm getting us out of here!" I exclaimed, still attempting to unlock the gate. "It's no use, and besides, what if he catches us?" he asked.

That caused me to stop and look at him. What if he did catch us? I hadn't exactly put much thought into our punishment if my father ever found out about our escape. I took a breath, turning my bright pink gaze away from his pale yellowish one. "Then I suppose we'll just have to make sure he doesn't." There were no other words spoken as I twirled each key in hand, trying to find which was the correct one. Thankfully in his anxiousness to go ruin Ivy's wedding, Dad left the keys lying around unthinkingly.


"Where will we go?" he asked. I answered without turning around to face him. I didn't want to see the fear in his eyes, or him to see mine. After all, I was the stronger species. I wasn't supposed to show weakness. I had to stay strong. "I-I don't know," I mumbled as we rushed away.

There was no time to waste. I had no idea when he might return, what he might do; I had nothing. I just knew we couldn't spend our lives here.


Shortly after I compelled a young woman to allow use into her home, and that we would be living there for the time being, my cell went off. The caller ID read 'Dartay'. I groaned and showed it to Logan, totally clueless to the way my family works and who was all in it, who nodded. I sighed and put the piece to my ear.


Victoria: Hello? 
Dartay: Hello.
Victoria sighed before saying, Dad's not here.
Dartay: Thats fine. I was calling for you.
Victoria: Me? Why would you be calling for me?
Dartay: Oh come on, we both know we get along at least a little better then he thinks we do.
Victoria: I suppose.
Dartay: My mom comes from a really big family and they're all really close, all her brothers and sisters and cousins and all that, so she wants me to get along at least with my siblings. That means you. Whats wrong anyways? You sound upset and not just because your talking to me.What did he do?


Victoria:  Remember Logan?
Dartay: He knows?
Victoria: Actually he was stalking us, or something! We were at school after dark just hanging out, and I was about to go home, and then he just came out of the shadows when Logan kissed me. He had Logan in the cell.
Dartay: Oh my gosh.
Victoria: While you guys were away at the wedding, I took the chance and got us out of there. But Dartay, there's something else, I paused and took a deep breath, looking deep into Logan's eyes.
Dartay: What is it? I know how much you love that boy. I won't tell him, I swear.
Victoria: I think-I think I'm pregnant.
Dartay: What?
Victoria: A few nights before the wedding, Dad didn't have a cell yet.. So he let Logan stay in my room. You know he wouldn't allow a human in his bed. . . Well, we kind of shared "one last night." I bit my lip in the awkwardness of trying to explain this to my slightly-younger sister.
Dartay: I see... 
Victoria: So I'm on the run. If not for Logan and me, then for our baby. I'm only afraid of what Dad might do if he finds us.
Dartay: As well you should be. We both know he'll kill you. Oh god. Okay, where are you?
Victoria: I'm at an apartment, sorta, under a different name. Sunset Valley.
Dartay: Sunset Valley, huh. Alright, I think they have a base there...

 
Victoria: Base? What?
Dartay: A base, a compound, the question isn't what, its who. The Scarlet Snake, I've researched them in case they ever come against me. If what I've read is true they'll help you.
Dartay: Find the base, go to them seeking sanctuary, they'll take in Logan and once they know who you are they should take you too.
Victoria: What makes you think they'd take a vampire in?
Dartay: I'm not supposed to know this, but I do.
Dartay: They won't at first but like I said once they know who you are they will.
Victoria: Know what? Who am I? What do you know that I don't? I heard my voice raising. How was it possible that she knew more about myself than I did.
Dartay: Your mother... She was one of them, a member of The Scarlet Snake, and a high ranking one at that. A founding member and the latest in a near ancient line of vampire hunters.
Victoria: Wait, she WAS one? Where is she?
Dartay: From what I know, he killed her after you were born.
Victoria: Should have known. Still, it would have been nice to have a mom.
Dartay: I'm sorry. Her name was Alexandra Dragomir.
Dartay: When she was captured my mother took her arm band and earrings that all members wear. I can send them to you. They should help prove your identity.
Victoria: That would be most helpful.



Victoria: I'm so happy you're going to help me. And just think, you'll be an aunt! I was slightly suspicious, but as she said, we were a bit closer than our father knew. We had a few traits in common, anyways.
Dartay: I guess I will won't I?
Victoria: The one and only.
Dartay: I'll probably never meet them though.
Victoria: You might. Besides, what kind of mother would I be if I didn't let my kids see their family?
Dartay: Your seeking refuge with vampire hunters Victoria, you're one thing, they'll help you but not me.  There was a small silence as I took in the true meaning of running. I was virtually alone.
Dartay: I hope this isn't the last time we talk but I think it should be for a little while. He might try to use me to find you.
Victoria: Good point.
Dartay: Then again that would be the least of our worries if he finds out I've helped you.
We talked a bit more back and forth, mostly about our concerns when Dad finds out. Though we hope he doesn't. (Read about that on Many Mini McKnights) After that I hung up with Dartay, turning to find Logan missing.


I finally found him in the our new bedroom. My eyes widened in shock as I walked into the room, staring at the array of flowers sprawled across the floor. He hopped off the bed when he saw me, pulling me more into the room.




"I think I forgot something," he said, pulling a dozen red roses from behind his back. "Happy Valentines Day, Vi," he added.



I squealed loudly and kissed him. "Oh my, Logan! They're gorgeous! I need to go get you so-" I started to take off to the store to get him something. All this time worrying about Dad made me forget about Valentines Day! I needed to get him something. He pulled me back, of course.


We fell back onto the bed, with me cuddled up in his arms, as close as I could possibly be. "You've already given me everything, Vi, and now you deserve the world," he said.

Monday, February 6, 2012

Other Problems


Logan lie there in a daze. He was still adjusting to his new surroundings, and getting used to being locked away in a vampire's basement. He had nothing. Well, at least the monster gave him an old lounge chair, and a toilet . . that was it.

His mind kept replaying the events that led to him being there. Victoria's father finding them, and bringing him here. He sighed. At least he had one more night with Victoria though. It was a night like no other, that was for sure. He loved her. He couldn't seem to think of anything else. At least he had something to think about during his long despair.


Soon her heard the someone coming down the stairs, relieved to find it being Victoria. "I've brought you some cereal," she said, carefully handing it to him through the bars. He ate in silence, with Victoria still closely watching him. "Why did you never tell me?" he asked her. "I was afraid if I told you about my father--my life--you might have nothing to do with me. I can't do without you, Logan." Tears swelled in her eyes before she continued, "I'm sorry I've gotten you into this mess. Sorry that you've met me. All I ever do is make things worse-" "No," he said, coming forward and reaching his hand to her cheek between the bars. "I love you. I'm glad I've met you. I don't know where I'd be if I hadn't." She scoffed. "You'd be out of here, that's where." She turned and left, leaving him there again.

Victoria's POV


After leaving Logan in the cell, which I didn't want to do, I went upstairs and drank some plasma juice to finish getting ready for the school day. My mind was racing with thoughts about our situation. I couldn't leave Logan down there all alone in misery. Knowing Dad he'll probably kill him . . But how could I free him? I didn't have the key, and Dad usually made sure it was sealed tight.


I probably shouldn't have, but I took a nap before school. I ended up waking up at like 9 .a.m. and was a little late for school---not that anyone cared or noticed. I was pretty quick with it came to school work. Not only was I naturally smart, but being a vampire allowed me to catch onto skills a whole lot faster. Teachers sometimes let me skip whole assignments and just put 100% on them, because I would only master them anyways.


Reader POV


While she was gone to school, Logan had finally fallen asleep. It took a while, and he was very uncomfortable, but eventually his eyes became too heavy for him to stand.


Blake was also very exhausted, and slept.


Unfortunately, after that the boy got no mercy. "So you're after my daughter, ey?" Blake grumbled. "Your daughter? It's hard to believe she's even remotely related to a monster like you," Logan defiantly said. "Watch your tongue, boy, before you lose it," Blake said moving closer and slapping him around a bit.


As close as he was, Blake could smell the fearful blood of Logan. "You may not do any good to my family," Blake said, "but you could possibly offer me something in return for your ignorance." Logan looked up at him, with a shocked look, right before Blake penetrated Logan's neck with powerful fangs.


"NO!" Victoria yelled, as she burst into tears outside the cell. She had to watch the horrific scene, and could do nothing to stop it. She was helpless. "No, please, let him go," she whispered. Blake laughed. "How can you feel for this human?" he asked, letting Logan's unconscious body fall to the floor. "I l-love him, D-daddy," she mumbled. Her father snorted, feeling nothing but spiteful toward his daughter. He opened the gate and closed it behind him before going upstairs.


When he came to, Victoria was still there. He straightened himself, trying to concentrate on her rather than the pain in his neck. "I think we have a problem," she whispered to him. He looked at her. "Of course we have a d*mn problem, I'm locked away in your dad's basement!" She sighed. "No, I mean a different problem," she said. She gripped her stomach and closed her eyes. "Logan, I think I'm pregnant."

Friday, February 3, 2012

Envy


I couldn't help but be with him. Right now, he was my life. Probably my only life for all eternity, or at least so long as he lived. I grew up knowing what I was, who I was, and what I had to deal with. When I was with him, I tried to keep nothing from him, and to stay with him for so long as I could. It was nearly impossible, considering I had to hide these things.


Blake Ashen, my dad (who has aged over the course of my life), would never allow it. Specifically because my boyfriend is a human, something my evil dad despises. I honestly don't see the harm in them. They're nice, and sweet. They may not have heightened senses, large strength, powers, or fierce glowing eyes, but they are at least something. They're not cold, and they have feeling. They are vampire's opposites. My opposite. But how was I supposed to help it? I often find myself wondering about just that, though never voice my opinion. "Dad" would kill me . . . literally.


After Dylan moved out, Dad disposed of Dylan's mother and moved us to a new house. It was smaller, and darker. It wasn't a castle, and it a few modern items. It took a while for me to adapt to the new environment though because nearly all my live I had grown up with his Medieval things. It was a BIG change, but in the end I liked it better.

I never know what he's thinking. It drives me insane. All he usually does is sit there . . . That is, until Dartay comes home. Dartay is definitely my daddy's favorite. He doesn't make it a secret in the least.


It was often that I would hear him on the phone with Dartay, talking about their life. Mainly their comments consisted of Dartay's mom, Ivy McKnight, but other times of me. I hated it. I would sometimes catch bits of "Your half-blood of a sister-" this and "Your half-blood of a sister-" that. I found it so odd though, how he called me a half-blood, though I had never met or even SEEN my mom. Dylan's seen his, Dartay had hers, but I didn't. So far Dartay was the only full-blood around. That must be why Dad is always so happy to see her when she was able to come down. 

One conversation did happen to catch my eye though. I felt guilty for eavesdropping, but I couldn't seem to walk away.

    • Dartay: "I have news, and your not going to like it."
      Blake: "What do you mean 'news'?"
      Dartay: "As you know mother dragged me along for christmas with her family, useless bunch of humans..."
      Blake: "I know the feeling . ."
      Dartay: "Anyways she also brought Mason and the brat."
      Blake: "I despise that man."
      Dartay: "I can not fathom how she could chose him over you."
      Blake: "Neither can I sweetheart."
      Dartay: "I mean I get it, she loves him, but she had to at least have loved you at some point right? You treated her like a queen and she thew it way for him?"
      Dartay: "I think I got side tracked"
      Dartay: "The news I had . ."
    • Blake: "She did. Or at least I thought she did . . Anyways, what were you saying?"
      Dartay: "He's proposed to her"
      Blake: "That's typical of him.. For some reason i can't help but hear a 'but' in that sentence. Is your mother going through with it? Surely not." Dad growled. I could tell he was already mad, so I couldn't help but listen further.
      Dartay: "If only, but unfortunetly it seems she is."
      Blake: "When is the wedding scheduled?"
      He said it quite forcefully, but only to get an answer out of her. She probably would have told him anyways.
      Dartay: "Valentines day, ugh, so original."
      Her voice was sarcastic. Don't you just LOVE them?
      Blake: "Cheesy. Do you know where it is, sweet heart?"
      Dartay: "Some place in Hidden Springs, I believe its called Cascata Park or something like that."  
      Blake: "I see. . ."
      Dartay: "And I agree, it is quite cheesy, but then no one ever thought to give him points for originality." The pair laughed.
      Blake: "Are you going to be present?"
      Dartay: "Most likely , I must admit it does seem quite romantic."
      She sighed. Like me, Dartay is a big hopeless romantic.
      Blake: "In that case, I can't wait to see you there."
      Dartay: "Really? Alright. Me neither."

      Blake's POV




      They never knew it but I was indeed there. I watched them closely, with envy even. What they had was perfect. What they had was what I would have had with Elvira, or Ivy even. Unfortunately Elvira turned me into the monster I was today, forcing me to stalk the streets nightly for my next meal. Ivy . . . . Oh Ivy. How I loved her so. But she left me for that Mason guy. I was alone all again, except for that Vampire-hunter's child (Victoria). She was all I had left. Unless you counted Dartay, the heiress to my throne. She truly is her father's daughter. She is so similar to me, I bet she drives Ivy insane. Still Mason attempts to win my daughter over, and it will never happen. Not so long as I am alive. She is my daughter.







      Then they shared a kiss. I suppose that was what made me break, but finally I couldn't stand in silence any longer. I finally came out of the shadows to face them. "Victoria!" I screamed, breaking the long silence that surrounded them.

      The couple broke apart, the boy staring at me in horror. I scoffed. "So you admit to him what you are, but forget to leave out the details of your family? Shame." The boy gave a questioning glance at Victoria, who glared back at me. "Why would I ever mention you? You are NOTHING but scum that we walk on. You're a monster."

      Her words stung. I knew they were true. Deep down they were true. I couldn't accept it, especially not from her. I raised a hand to her, ready to strike, "Don't you ever sass me, young lady." Suddenly the boy leaped in front of her. I rolled my eyes. "If you do wish to contain your head, boy, I suggest you move." He shook his head, and my fist nearly reached his chin. But something stopped it. I looked up, surprised to see Victoria holding my fist in her own. "Please don't hurt him, Daddy!" she pleaded with me. Her eyes swelled with tears. I felt-almost felt- sympathetic to her. To that human of a boyfriend to her. Those pink eyes of her, nearly like mine, convinced me to spare him, if only for a little while.



      Since I didn't have a holding place for my prisoners at the moment, I allowed him to stay in Victoria's room with her. She was very protective of him, I admit. She must have known it wouldn't last long . . .